"That recent insight?"
Chu Xiuxiu's face flushed, and she looked a little embarrassed.
Just a moment ago, she had watched the Ghost-faced man demonstrate the "Netherworld King's Three Extremes Sword." Just seeing it once was enough to nearly have her Soul Scattering in fright. How could she have had any time to comprehend what she had just seen?
Even if she did try to comprehend them, these kinds of earth-shattering Sword Techniques weren't something one could grasp in a year or even half a year, right?
Let alone in just a brief moment?
Seeing Chu Xiuxiu's bewildered expression, Shen Lang let out a stifled laugh and said, "Don't overthink it. Close your eyes and think about it. Recall as much as you can. Then, attack me with your 'Four Swift Swords'."
Chu Xiuxiu's red lips moved for a long moment, but in the end, she said nothing more. She truly closed her eyes and, oblivious to everyone around her, began to recall everything she had just witnessed.
